THE ^OQIKL 
RUBAIYAT 
OF A BUD 

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M¥ AMBROSE 
MADISON 



PS 3545 
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1913 
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THE 

SOCIAL. 

RUBAIYAT 

OF A BUD 

BY 
MRS. AMBROSE MADISON WILLIS 

ILLUSTRATED 

AND DECORATED BY 

ELSIE A. HARRISON 




PAUL ELDER 
(^ COMPANY 
PUBLISHERS 

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Copyright, 1913 
Paul Elder and Company 









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DEDICATED 

TO 
C. G. N. 



ACKNO^A^LEDGEMENT 

GREAT OMAR! ONE THERE IS AMONG 

THE THRONG, 
TO WHOM MELODIC GIFT DOTH NOT 

BELONG; 
FORGIVE THE MEMORY OF THAT 

INSOLENCE, 
WHICH STEALS THY REPUTATION 

FOR HER SONG. 



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MOOD TO SING, 
BUT, MARR'D IN MAKING, LACKS THE 
RYTHMIC RING, 
m THE BUNGLING POTTER, BY THE 

SIGN REVEALED, 
DOTH GIVE THEE, OMAR, CHANCE 
FOR ONE MORE FLING. 

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PREFACE 

I 

ADOWN THE AGES RINGS THE 

VOCAL DIN 
OP TEDIOUS TEXTS ON MAN AND 
^ WOMAN'S SIN, 

^ BUT, CHIEFLY, THAT ON WHICH 

THE PREACHER POUNDS, 
IS WOMAN'S LOVE OF GOLD, WITH 
MAN THROWN IN. 

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THE ROW GOES ON-WE'RE BORED 

BY PRIGS AND SAGES, 
AS EACH HIS TURN IN WORDY 

ONSLAUGHT RAGES, 
NOR ALTERS ONE THE WOMAN'S 

PAT POSITION— 
HER HEART'S HER ASSET VERSUS 
► MAN-AND WAGES. 

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^ 'TIS NOT FOR ME TO RUSH A REV- 

, I OLUTION, 

^ I OR CROWD THE PACE OF MORAL 

^ I EVOLUTION- 

WHAT IS, IS SO, BY MARCH OF 

CAUSAL PROCESS- 
NOR MORE, NOR LESS, THE SOCIAL 
INSTITUTION. 



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PREFACE 

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IN ETHNOLOGIC LORE, 'TIS NO- 
WHERE WRITTEN 

THAT PRIMAL MAN LET ON, WHEN "^ . 

HE WAS SMITTEN, '. 

THAT HEART FOR HEART WAS BASIS #K, 

FOR THE BUSINESS; 4| 

NO CHOICE NOR CHANCE HAD SHE 
TO GIVE THE MITTEN. 



THROUGH CRUCIAL YEARS OF FEAR 4 

AND TRIBULATION, (l^ 

SHE LEARNED TO HOLD HER 4 

HEART AT VALUATION, 

TO W^HEEDLE BEAD OR ANKLET 



FOR HER FAVOR, 



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HER OCCUPATION. <^ 

THE DREAMER'S SAINTLY SLOGAN- jjk 

"HEART FOR HEART, ^ 



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WITH MAN AND WOMAN EQUAL 

FROM THE START"— 

A GOODLY PLAY TO GRACE THE ^ 

MUNDANE STAGE- » ^ 

FINDS YET THE MAN NEEDS ^ 

^ COACHING FOR HIS PART. ^ 

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PREFACE 

VII 
THEN, SINCE THE WORLD MUST 

TOIL ALONG APACE, 
ERE COMES THIS CONSUMMATION 

TO THE RACE: 
THE GIRL WILL RAISE THE CASH 

THE USUAL WAY— 
FOR BILLS, ALAS, WILL STAND 

JUST SO MUCH GRACE. 

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IT COSTS A PILE TO SPORT HER 

STYLE -YOU KNOW IT, 
SHE COMPROMISES NOT WITH 

AUGHT BELOW IT, 
TO MEET THE PRICE — 'TWERE 

SURELY SIMPLE LOGIC 
TO SELL AN ASSET-GET THE GOLD 

AND BLOW IT. 

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HER SCHEME OF WAYS AND MEANS 

I'M NOT IMPEACHING, 
A SISTER'S PROVINCE THAT WERE 

OVER-REACHING; 
I MERELY WRITE OF LIFE AS I 

HAVE SEEN IT, 
THE PREACHER'S STILL ON HAND- 

HE'LL DO THE PREACHING. 



THE SOCIAL 

RUBA'IYAT OF A 

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"AKEl For Electric 
'fc Lights have taken 
I flight, 

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J the Feet of Day, lies 
Night; 

The Post a dozen Invitations brought ; 
Arise, the Social Season's at itsV 
Height 1 

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As Reveille, by Drum-beat loudly V 

led, 
This Voice broke Matin Dream, me- 

thought it said— 
"When all the World is Up and on 

the Go, 
Why nods the drowsy Devotee in 
Bed?" 



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III 

^ASTE not your V 
1 Hours in definite V 
,^ Pursuit 

"^ Of anything but \r 
rj Pleasure. Up and 
■ ■■■■HBiid Scoot! 
The Bird of Time is on the Wing, 

let not, 
Forsooth, Tomorrow this day's Pace 
confute. 

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Each Day crowds faster than the V 

Day before. 
Each Mom brings Crazes, Stunts and 

Fads galore; 
You know how little while they have 

to stay, 
And, once departed, will return no 

more. 



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mi-n iipHE Bud of Yester- 
Jj day — this Season's 
Rose — 

Her sallow cheek in- 
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-UTJTTJTJH knows 
The worth of smartly dotted Veil, 

through which 
One may not see how quite passee She 
grows. 

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Oh, not your spangle of Existence \r 
spend 

Upon what Secret her Good Looks 
depend — 

A Hairpin but connects the False ^ 
and True, 

And the Beauty Doctor is her con- 
stant Friend. 



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g H a af^aa a wg O^ some we loved, V 
a the loveliest and the 
I Best, 

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^ Season with engage- 
Lj J u J j'jfj Mh ments prest, 
Have danced their Turn a Round or 

two before. 
And one by one crept to their Social 
Rest. 

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And Those, who now make merry in 

the Room 
They left, must take advantage of V" 

the Boom 
And hustle, lest a Slump in Beauty 

Shares 
O'er Hymeneal Market cast a V 

Gloom. 



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The Bud of Yesterday— this Season's Rose— 
Her sallow cheek incarnadines, and knows 
The worth of smartly dotted Veil, through which 
One may not see how quite passee She grows. 



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jJOU'VEaU been duly 
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vertised — 
Finished — Brought 
Out — Censored and 
■ ■■■■■■■hi Supervised; 
The Social Factory's Stamp asserts 

your Class — 
And Some have had their Pedigrees 
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Ah, Make the Most of what you V 

have to Spend, 
In Looks or Cash, lest, at the Season's 

End 
You still be You — Yes, and be You 

unto 
The bitter End; Oh, watch yourV 

Points, My Friend ! 



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yuL aw B WH WjBOW, the New Year 
I awak'ning fresh V 
■ Desires, 

s The thoughtful V 
I Soul to Solitude re- 
■ ■DisiSBiBH tires, 
To plan Five dollars into Twenty- 
Five, 
And, so, put up the Front the Pace 
requires. 

XII 

Yet Ah, that Youth should spend so 

much on Clothes ! 
Last Winter's Garment in the Rag- 

Bag goes; 
This Season's Robe of Honour? — bill 

unpaid — 
Ah, when or how obliterate, who 

knows? 



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■fuT-ru-L-v\--uT--ii much Wrong; 
Dressmakers' Bills, and Milliners' as 

well, 
With Dues and Duns make up a 
mad'ning Throng. 

XIV 

Indeed, indeed, Repentance oft be-^ 

fore 
I swore — but I was dreaming when 

I swore, 
For, then, came Auction Bridge, and 

down in Luck, 
My month's Allowance went to meet 

the Score. 



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H« « Hy i igH, well, why Fret ? 
W^hat boots it to re- 
peat 
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Bridge I met de-V 
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I'll spend the Cash on Hand, and V 

charge the Rest — 
Tomorrow's Score the Deficit may 
meet. 

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How Sweet is Social Sovranty, think 

some — 
With plethoric Purse and Gold in V 

Hand, they come 
To buy what's in the Social Mart for 

Sale 
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Indeed the Idols I have loved so long 

liave done my credit with the Trade much Wrong ; 

Dressmakers' Bills, and Milliners' as well, 

^A^ith Dues and Duns make up a mad'ning Throng. 



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XVII 

LL Sorts and Kinds 
are drawn to give 
the Price, 

As Moth, the Lure 
of Candle doth en- 
tice. 
And many, Singed or Burnt will find 

their Hell 
Where They had hoped to gain a 
Paradise. 

XVIII 

The Ball much question makes of 
Ayes and Noes — 

The Moving Finger writes — Who's 
bid ? — W^ho goes ? 

Ah, but the Fate of Triumph or De- 
spair 

That hangs upon a Postage Stamp — 
Who knows ? 



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XIX 

|R yet, some oscillat- 
ing Fate wereV V 
hung 

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the Guerdon lightly 
rrwww^nj^ flung 
Or toss'd, by Queen of Cornered So- 
cial Stock — 
And Lo, the Climber tallies — "one 
more Rung 1" 

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Still others, aimless as a moving V 

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Of Sheep, just willy-nilly, come and 

go 
As some Bell- Wether leads, nor query 

where, 

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sip, gush, and rush 
"to meet"— 
"To greet"— "to v 
dine" — and then V 
with tireless Feet 
They Rag-Time through the Night. 

Some Wine of Life 
They surely drink that has the Cock- 
tail beat ! 

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The Lab'rer's paltry Eight-Hour V 

stunt does rob 
But part of Day, yet Climber, Bore 

and Snob 
Alike, Day's Exit but Night's En- V 

trance find — 
What wonder if One sometimes shirk 

the Job, 



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M-fc-J-^^*-i-i^ND, under Yoke of 
^ scarce-permitted V 
u Pleasure — 
Si To aid some Cause 
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j-L~L"V^-ui*-wii of Treasure, 
Throw Cloak of Charity o'er Dan- 
cer's Skirt — 
Before the Footlights trip a lively 
Measure ? 

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Or, yet in Tableau, Play or Masquer- 
ade 

Neat-handed Phyllis, or some sweet 
Milkmaid, 

Appeals to those who, tired of V 
Decollete, 

May show the Foot and Ankle un- 
afraid. 



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XXV 

- JS, under Cover of V 
returning V ^ 
Day- 
Home from the Ball : 
done, jaded — far V 
rtrre-y-y-L-infll from Gay — 
I stood before my Looking-Glass V 

alone, 
Again I heard a Voice, w^hich seemed 
to say:. 

XXVI 

" Now Face to Face, and of all Pre- 
tense shed, 

And Heart to Heart — or better, Head 
to Head — 

Let's sift this Social Madness through, 
and take 

Full Stock of it before you go to V 
Bed." 



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Chair, 
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Lhj-tnjTj-u-y-CTy-E Square, 
And, dreaming in the gray and earfy 

Dawn, 
Gave these Reflections to the chilly 
Air: 

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Life's but a Chequer-Board of Nights 

and Days, 
Where Maid the Game with Men 

for Pieces plays. 
To win the Castle she must mate the 

Knight— 
The Bishop gets the Cheque, and V 

Blessing lays. 



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UITE Obsolete have 
grown the Bow and 
!Dart, 

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n n n n n nTTn h Heart 
Unlocks at will, but — with an Aure- 
ate Key, 
While Cupid weeps to play so lame 
a Part. 

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But yet I think I never blushed so 

red 
When some young Millionaire an 

"Extra" plead, 
And while we danced said Spooney 

Things that stopt 
Upon the Verge of asking me to ▼ 

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-^S when some impe- 
cunious Youth, \r 
whose Purse 
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moon could scarce 
i+rTTrTTTTTTrrrrb disburse, 
Looked Things for which he didn't 

have the Price — 
And left my Heart considerably the 
the W^orse. 

XXXII 

Ah, Love! Couldst Thou a Bank Ac- 
count acquire, 
We'd Shake this sorry Scheme of V 

Things entire, 
We'd have a Record-Breaking Wed- 
ding, then — 
To start for Europe on an Ocean V 
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A rustic Settle underneath the Bough, 
A faultless Gown, becoming Hat, and Thou, 
A Millionaire on Marriage bent beside— 
Ah, Paradise were at a Discount, now ! 



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coming Hat, and V 
(■'■vviiiiili Thou, 
A Millionaire on Marriage bent be- 
side — 
Ah, Paradise were at a Discount, V 
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Curst Gold, that can with Logic ab- 
solute 

The Pleading of my inmost Soul \r 
refute. 

Wilt half repay me for the Heart, 
which, stol'n 

By One, still yet Another buys, to 
boot? 



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For would I Live — it's Odds I can- 


not Love ; 


And do I Love ? — it cost too much 


to Live ! 


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The Poor young: Man with manners 


extra nice, 


But fills a vacant Dance, or hands an 


Ice; 


Utility Actor on the Social Stage, 


Forgotten as the Scene shifts — in a 


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ji) ta E Fi B iLRJBuB^UT Stay! Perhaps V 
some Daughter of 
the House 
Of new-made Croe- 
sus, lacking yet a V 

■ ■■■ ■ ■ ■ ■■■ Spouse — 

Of Beauty, bankrupt too — may buy 
his style; 

Oh well ! The Bargain's fair, the V 
World avows. 

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Then leave the Wise to wrangle and 

to prate 
Of Nuptial Knot, the Master-Knot of 

Fate, 
This much I know — by whom or V 

how it's tied. 
Who finds it quite Succcssftil up to 

Date? 



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lARBY and Joan V 
once, in the Long V 
Ago, 

Set us a Standard, 
but too deadly V 
slow 
The Pace for Latter Days, nor yet, 

indeed, 
Was Reno even on the Map, you V 
know. 

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Nor yet had Woman to Herselfgot 

on, 
'Twas in her Evolution's early V 

Dawn, 
Ere She had found that Marriage and 

the Man 
Were Side-Shows in the Plan that 

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younger, heard great 
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MMiiv Cottage, but my V 

dTJT-TLn-rwwvC bent 
Is rather for the Golf-Stick than the 

Broom; 
Oh, the Sad Grind of a Domestic 
Saint! 

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The Revelations from the Married 

Fold, 
Of Those who dare to speak, like V 

Prophets bold 
Lay bare this Fiction of the Simple 

Life— 
A Fairy-Tale which Story-Books V 

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JJ^^j]^2iiiA^O^ ^^ ^ small Apart- 
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n nnnnnncnb Stove, 

The End were what all Things must 

end in — Death, 
Yes, Death to Love — Divorce! V 

Who'll disapprove? 

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I sent my Soul through the Invisi- 
ble, 

Some Inkling of that Married Life to 
tell, 

And soon my Soul returning said to 
me: 

"You'd better cut it out; 'twere worse 
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BJMLW JtJWLg ELL, if, indeed, My- .< 
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^ \ ' \ / ^ AsPriestandProph- ^ 

5 y Y L et, Saint and Sinner ^^ 

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Why make a Hell ? A Chance in V < 

what I hope ^ 

Were Heaven, if lost outright, were ^ 

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Into this Universe of Things Mun- . ^ 

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n Fj ti n^r T i c r £| ND what if Love V 
should play the In- 
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And rob me of my 
Birthright- who can 
tell 
What restless sighing I must ever 

quell — 
Nor grasp the Roses I may only V 
smell ? 

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Forsooth, a Bracer stronger far than 

Tea 
Must drown the Thought of such V 

Vulgarity ; 
Martini's old Familiar Juice will V 

do— 
And then no more, I pray of Love 

and Me! 



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■ ■a y ■ ■ g ND now through V 
Matin Dusk, there 
stole a bold 
a And Shining Shape, 
and in its hand was 
H gold; 
Then to my query — "W^hat art V 

thou?" It said: 
"The Soul and Master of the Show 
behold! 

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"The Mighty Lord before whose V 

Golden Throne 
All — Climber, Snob, the Bore and V 

Bored — fall prone; 
The Sovereign Alchemist, without 

W^hose Key 
The Door is lock'd on most One cares 

to own." 



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Then to my query— "What art thou ? " It said : 
"The Soul and Master of the Show behold ! 



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lent; 
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y Truth it surely did 
dTrDXTLnj-L-u-u^ present, 
When, Lot a Muezzin from the Dim- 
ness cried: 
"Tis False — the whole Show isn't 
worth a Cent. 

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"To Climber, Snob, the Bore, and to 

the Bored, 
'Tis but an Ignis Fatuus, and the V 

Horde 
Who chase it to the Dawn of Reck- 

*ning, find 
Upon the Roll of Fate a Minus V 

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g Their Debt is writ; 
• and This, of You, as 
innrinrmnrC well, 
That what You strain and strive to 

buy is not 
One-half so Precious as the Thing 
You sell." 

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His Aura of irradiating Gold 

The Snare of Hope suggests, that one 

may mould 
The rich young Sinner into Saint V 

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And, wedded, lead Him back into the 

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J LCLfir. n nn^ rpHIS Missionary V 
Spirit's quite in V 
Line 
B With Purple and 
\ fine Linen, I V 
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For Him a Halo — and 'twere fair 

Exchange, 
That on Her Head a Diamond Tiara 
shine. 

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And if — from passive Lips — the Kiss 
he'll take, 

A Mortgage carries for Another's 
Sake 

'Tis but Existence closing its Ac- 
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r ^r rr r r r/ gHIS Scheme of Fate 
j^c is Mine, I'm. in it — 

of it, 
E But yet some spark 
of Soul that soars 
LiLLLLi-LLLk; above it 
Invalidates my Computations, and 
At once I hate, deplore — but dearly 
love it. 

LVIII 

Ah, then, to You who'll catch the V 
Bride's Bouquet, 

Ere I in Automobile speed away — 

Cash Value, rendered af the Market 
Price — 

Should You in pensive Aftermath es- 
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^i^OME Sermon on the 
ways of the Smart 
Set- 
Record that Fate V 
2 but played a Mari- 
ri u J J J J J J J G onette, 
Predestined for its Plot of Soul and 

Gold— 
And lose the Tangle in a Cigarette. 

Salaam 







Here ends the Social Ruba'iyat of a Bud, a plain, 
unvarnished tale, unfolded by Mrs. Ambrose Madi' 
son Willis, and brought to publication by those 
not unworthy craftsmen, Paul Elder Cgl. Company, 
in the City of San Francisco, in the Year of Our 
Lord, One Thousand Nine Hundred and Thir- 
teen. And this book was imprinted under the 
skillful direction of John Bernhardt Swart. And 
the pictures therein and the embellishments there- 
of are the handiwork of Elsie A. Harrison, of the 
City of London, which is in England. Wherefore 
be it modestly hoped that the couplet of the satir- 
ical poet may be amended to read : 
" 'Tis pleasant, sure, to see one's name in print. 
Their book's O. K. Hast read ? If not, begin't." 



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